He Thinks

He thinks I do not hear him cry at night. He thinks I do not see his slouch and frown. He thinks I do not care about his life. He thinks I do not love him with my heart. He thinks I do not wish to see him smile. But I always hear, see, care about him. And I will always love and wish for him. He thinks I do not want to be near him. He thinks I do not like to talk to him. He thinks I do not long to comfort him. He thinks I do not pray he’ll get better. He thinks I do not hope he’ll let me help. But I always want, like and long for him. And I always pray, and I always hope.

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